It was hard to compete. It was because there were two people left, Samir and Helen. No, technically, four daughters were "no-can" (all four had hit a snowball), so only six were moving.
The two of them are throwing snowballs while moving at a tremendous speed despite the snow. When I saw the sight, I remembered a man named "TAS-san" who was very good at the game in the previous world. You're above the limit, aren't you?
Let's go!
Krrrrrrrrr!
When Maribel on Krull's back issues an order, Krull runs. Maribel throws snowballs from his back.
Krull's speed and Maribel's aim caused the snowballs to float fuzzily, so that Helen, who was avoiding the snowballs of the Samya, could suck them in.
Helen's posture collapsed. I'm definitely eating snowballs... no, I think I fell flashy before that.
But Helen wasn't either. I dodged the snowball and regained my position.
The samya was losing, playing Helen's high-speed ball, and dexterously avoiding Lucy's throwing snowballs and Hayate's throwing snowballs from the air.
Every time they dodge, applause and applause arise from their families. The content is very attractive for the game. "It's getting worse..."
There was not much competition, so I reopened it at an appropriate place. He said that he would fight one more fight before lunch, and if he still wanted to, he would have lunch and then start again.
After all, after lunch, I continued to go to two battles because everyone was tired, except for Helen.
Is the samurai of the Rock too harsh?
Speak out to the samyas who are hanging out on the terrace floor. She raised her hand and shook her head. Apparently, it's worth millions of dollars to speak up.
There is steam rising from her body. It's hard to know how much exercise you've exercised. Once again (or rather, all four battles), everyone except me who left early and had a complete temperature drop also resembled or dropped by.
Diana was also trying to dissipate the heat by taking off some of the pieces that had been put in her mocha. It seems to have been hot on the boulder.
"Don't let your body cool down too much."
When I said it, I replied in pieces.
By the way, you didn't come.
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